𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃. the miya twins

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bound - prologue

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The warm light trickled inside the classroom as Inarizaki's volleyball team captain sat on the ledge of the window, his usually neutral expression forming one of a soft smile.

Sounds of a camera going off was heard throughout the classroom. Many that were walking by looking at the sign taped to the door, stating that no one should enter. If they were to look through the little window, they would see no other than their school's photographer, [f/n] [l/n].

"Tilt your head to the right a little bit and ah! Perfect, stay right there Kita~"

His voice controlled the model's movements without a hint of hesitance or doubt.

Kita looked at the male in front of him, admiring his classmate's features that made him stand out so wonderfully against everyone else at his school. He didn't even notice how lost in thought he was until the face he was looking at towered above him.

"!" A sound left his mouth as he lost his balance on the tiny ledge, falling forward into a pair of muscular arms.

Chuckling, a playful smile rested on the photographer's face as his [e/c] eyes held a slight twinkle in them.

"If you wanted to fall for me, you should've just said so."

His smile turned into a grin as he was lightly pushed back, more laughter escaping him as [y/n] watched the tips of Kita's ears turn red.

"Shut up you idiot." The captain hopped down from the ledge and went to grab his sports bag, slinging it over his shoulder as he glanced at the other male, "I've practice to attend, I don't have time to slack off."

Just as he was about to leave, Kita felt his arm get tugged back harshly as he was forcefully turned around. A large arm snaked around his waist as he was pulled further, a sound coming out from his mouth.

"Wha-" He couldn't even finish his sentence before he felt cold yet soft lips meet his own. As they separated, Kita couldn't even fight the blush that rested on his cheeks as he started sputtering, "Why- uh- wha-"

Smiling innocently, [y/n] turned Kita around once again and pushed him out the door.

"Congrats on placing second at Nationals, if you placed first I would've fuc-"

"[y/n]!"

Kita, with a heavy blush, glared at the male who only laughed in response.

"Alright alright, go to practice already."

The [h/c] haired male only watched as the captain flung open the door angrily, marching out of the room and grumbling about what he presumed to be him. After a good laugh, he turned around, packing his camera as he made his way to the teacher's office.

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"Are you sure [l/n]-kun? The basketball team would love your help."

[y/n] chuckled, leaning on one foot as he talked to his homeroom teacher.

"Yes, I'm sure. I have quite a few connections with the captain over there, and volleyball has always appealed to me more than others."

The 3-7 classroom teacher just nodded, liking the way his student was always so well-spoken.

"If you say so. I'll inform the coaches and the rest of the club advisors. They'll be sad about this, so make sure to spare some time for us too alright?"

The two broke into a laugh together, one more out of politeness than the other.

"I'll take a note of that sensei, thank you so much."

He bowed quickly before leaving the office, closing the door behind him with a smile as he turned around.

A sigh left him as he shook his head, his hair following the movements as he started walking away. As he neared a corner, he vaguely felt the soft colliding, followed by a thud.

"Ow- damn it Ojii-san, watch where you're going."

Groaning, the blond male looked up at him with an irked expression as he rubbed his bottom throughly.

The sound of someone running neared them, coming to a fast stop as another voice sounded through the hallway.

"Huh? 'Tsumu why are you on the floor- oh, hello senpai."

An identical male rounded the corner, except this one had grey hair, however anyone could tell they both originally had a natural darker hair color.

"Hm? Osamu, you didn't tell me you had a brother, a twin one at that~" [y/n] grinned, walking around the fallen brother as he slung an arm around the shorter male.

"I didn't think it was important senpai."

"Aw, I'm hurt."

Atsumu watched from the floor as his brother and an unknown upperclassmen conversed, confusion filling his eyes as he got up slowly.

"'Samu you know this guy?"

[y/n] frowned at his informal tone and was about to say something before he saw Osamu glance at him secretly. He clicked his tongue in annoyance before looking down the hall from where they came from.

"He helped me when I was in trouble once, we exchanged numbers and text sometimes."

"Trouble for wha-"

The photographer separated from Osamu as another figure was seen from the end of the hallway. He looked between the figure and the two brothers, connecting the pieces quickly as an 'ah' sound came from his mouth.

"Are you guys running from Kita? Cause he looks pretty pissed right now."

The twins stopped talking immediately as fear settled onto their faces. Osamu reached out and grabbed [y/n]'s shirt, a serious expression on his face as his eyes darted nervously at the incoming figure.

"Senpai, please cover for us or else Kita-senpai will brutally murder us."

A mischievous smirk made its way on [y/n]'s face as he looked at his kouhais.

"What's in it for me?"

Osamu quickly looked behind at his brother who just shrugged, "Uh, 'Tsumu will do everything you say for the next week."

"'Samu you whor-"

"Deal."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Osamu pushed Atsumu out of sight, the two hiding behind the wall as they heard their captain approach the spot they were just at.

"[y/n]? Have you seen two annoying little shits anywhere? They're identical, one looks like a cat pissed on his hair, and the other looks like he got ashes sprinkled on them?"

Stifling a laugh at Kita's descriptions, [y/n] lied straight through his teeth.

"Hm? No- ah, I think they went that way. Might have seen wrong though."

Kita nodded thankfully, "Thanks anyways [y/n]."

As he went the wrong way, [y/n] walked to the corner and grinned at Atsumu who felt a shiver go down his spine.

"Nice to meet you Atsumu~ I'm [f/n] [l/n], your new master for the week."

A groan left Atsumu as he slammed his head against the wall, an alarmed sound escaping his brother.

Maybe it would've been better if they just got caught by Kita.